My Father Left Me His Mansion While His New Wife and Daughter Got Only $10,000 Each

In a shocking twist, I inherited my estranged father’s mansion and fortune, while his second wife and daughter got a mere fraction. As I adjusted to my new life, I discovered a secret that tested my integrity.

My dad, who broke my mom’s heart with an affair, left us when I was 10. He became a distant figure, more like a guest star in my life. My mom, a rockstar, picked up the pieces without badmouthing him. When he died, I was stunned to learn he left me everything—an $8 million legacy, including Hamilton Manor. Clara and Lily, his second wife and daughter, received only $10,000 each. This made no sense, as he doted on them.

Moving into the mansion was surreal. While exploring, I found his old laptop and discovered emails detailing a plan to fake his death as a loyalty test for Clara and Lily. The mansion and money he left me were props in his twisted game. As I grappled with this betrayal, my dad appeared, revealing it was all a test. He asked me to keep his secret, promising the mansion after his real death. I refused, rejecting his manipulations.

Choosing honesty over wealth, I walked away from my father’s deceit, opting for a simple life and real relationships. What would you have done in my shoes?

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